"choise" poems
Tears fill my eyes
images flying through my head
my childhood memories of places
I'm not home.
No one understands
I don't belong here
I don't want to be here
but I don't have a choise
May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 3:58 PM UTC
I may never change the world with words.
I may never write a string of syllables
that a high school kid will be forced to memorize.
But I know that I must try
because the world is a wonderfully awful
brutally beautiful place and everyday
I look at something I saw yesterday
and still it shakes me.
And maybe I write too many poems
about too few different things like
women that get stuck in my head
the way poems sometimes get stuck in my pen
or... did I mention the women?
But I'm going to keep writing
about the same four things
or the same one girl
until I can read it back to myself
and instead of it reminding me of what I ment
it will show you what I saw.
Because in the end you gotta do
what you gotta do and I HAVE to do this
and I don't care how much I was
called a ***** in high school or last week.
And it doesn't matter if I meet somebody in a bar
and when I say I'm a poet they smile and walk away
and never look back.
Because I AM a poet
not because I made the choise
but because I was born this way
and before you comment on how
I'm stealing the slogan
of Mamma Monster
I'm going to say that it's not about
being gay, or the wrong color,
or being sluttier than most people like,
or being crazier than most people can handle,
it's about absolutely owning who you are,
because deep down we're all a little queer
and you can let your oddities make you invisible
or you can make them turn you into a monster
and let you be the thing that goes bump
in the middle of the day.
And if you don't like it
I apologize for this unpoetic end
but you can go **** yourself.
Feb 1, 2011
Feb 1, 2011 at 12:23 AM UTC
I travel trough the heavy rain
I sit lonesome on a lonely train
I play blues
These days are grey, these nights are blue
my mind keeps coming back to you
I play the blues
I travel with desire
Past houses lit on fire
I play jazz
Windows lit by sundown
My train-seat old and rundown
I play jazz
Rainbow roads in colored blurr
Pretty little towns I'm sure
I play swing
Past mirror waves and open sky
My stomach tingles, wonder why I
Play swing
***** feet on ***** train
Skin so white I see my veins
I play punk
Impatient taps and flickering lights
Soon the day will turn to night
I play punk
Head in the clouds, mind at ease
Longing for the morning breeze
I play Pink Floyd
Memories hanging from branches
Passengers sharing brief glances
I play Pink Floyd
I'm coming home, I'm on my way, but I travel still...
I travel not by force... yet not by will
Music of choise as soundtrack to the silent film
beyond the windowsill
May 30, 2017
May 30, 2017 at 9:56 AM UTC
We were never anything more
You took my trust
And stampled it to the ground
We were nothing more
Than a wanting
An unsatisfied plea for help
You touch upon
That place within
I never told you
How I really felt
You were too busy falling for fools
You were too busy pulling me down
The time you threw me in the gutter
The tears mingling with puddles of remorse
The stab of failed friendship
I loved you
For all the cruelty you dealt me
Broken hearted
Now I never fall so hard
Tears never fall
Mirrors only reflect scars left from warfare
That way
I managed to keep my head above water
I am my own life jacket
So swim or drown
I know I made my choise
It's good
When you know your armour will keep you safe
Jun 2, 2013
Jun 2, 2013 at 8:49 PM UTC
She knows all the ways to make you crave her
She knows every move to keep you close
She holds the binding threads of your heart in her hands
And pulls them tight to stay in control
She knows the force to make you stay here
She cast her spell
She boiled her brew
You drank the poison from her cuplet
Now you will never let her go
The flowers of spring lay on her pillow
So devinely sweet is she
You would hold her by her heart strings
You would cast your spell of love
She knows not how she came to be here
Skin next to yours upon your bed
Soft as silk you kiss her forehead
The poison given goes to her head
Once bound by love
You both will know now
The ties you both have bound so well
Each other cast unto the other
Silken flowers take a bow
Be one with earth and sky and heaven
Holding back is no longer a choise
cast your spells in yonder cauldron
Drink from each others cuplets
Poison travels through yur blood
Now you are bound
By the laws of each other
sacred to those who believe
Hold on tight through out your life
In time the binds will loosen and
your love will freely grow
Jan 2, 2011
Jan 2, 2011 at 1:48 PM UTC
Life can just taste like mud
like your licking it off the steal toe boot
that kicked you to the floor in the first place,
yet we all stand up or die, and it is a sad choise
but it can turn few into sunset admiring warriors
and others in to those whom can survive an oil infested
jungle. ether way falling into a personal void like getting
lost on the moon is how it can all start...getting lost in the jungle
drowning in the oil, it keeps going life, even when we stop
and sometimes we just look up in the sky and eat it.
Oct 11, 2011
Oct 11, 2011 at 12:05 AM UTC
My friends and I - what irony!
When you see people come and go
then wonder when your turn will show.
Just sit and wait
like on a ticking bomb
with a delay.
My friends and I - such irony!
They play their rules and games
to see how long they'll get away.
The choise is yours
to say or stay!
Where lies your heart?
How much to take?
... until you break?
My friends and I - the irony!
Nov 8, 2017
Nov 8, 2017 at 8:39 AM UTC
it is not about the choise,
you are going to make,
it's not about her,
who's voce you're gonna take.
Today is all about me
Apr 17, 2015
Apr 17, 2015 at 7:08 PM UTC
the life is a world
compleatly diferent from ours
with trees and animals and beutyful things everywere
flowers and butterfly flying in the sky
lions and tigers playng with cats
elephants and mouses living together in the same house
humans and dogs with the same toys
with not a single fight about who got it first.
the death is a world
compleatly diferent from ours
with black sky with no clouds
the humans and animals and plant are disaper from the ground
the floor with a gray aspect and gloomy ground
the silent in ths air with any noise
trying to be and have more choise
and trying tho save a pice of green ground.
Apr 8, 2014
Apr 8, 2014 at 8:29 PM UTC
You made up your mind
You chose me
I'm happy
The first time in weeks
And all I can say is
.......................
I'm speechless
Thank you
I know you made the right choise
I promise
I'll treat you and your baby right
Do everything in my power
To make y'all happy
I swear
Feb 10, 2014
Feb 10, 2014 at 11:49 PM UTC
I try my hardest
To be close to you again.
To erase the past
Of hate and distance.
But its times like this
That i wonder if
i made the right choise.
imature
rude
disrespectful
Words you scream to me.
Dont you see what they do?
Do you have any idea
The affect you have on me?
You dont see the tears i hide
You dont see the strength
i pretend to have.
Because i know if i cry
You'll just say to stop being a child.
All i can say is
Im sorry
Mama
Im sorry
I didnt turn out
The way you wanted me to
Im sorry
I know
Im never good enough
I know
Im nothing but
Disapointment
Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 5:11 PM UTC
by Arcassin B
his origins is the most beautiful,
the creation came for hours,
little lucifer was born,
to bring light to even funerals,
light up the world to grow flowers,
amazing grace he gave you life,
but i guess it all ended,
when you needed the power,
not long before you were born,
already going against his wishes,
i guess he makes no mistakes,
but the making of you,
would have turned out so great,
if you didnt lose your mind,
and you didnt waste his gift,
that was you,
but instead you had a different choise in mind,
make a quick rebellion,
you must want it bad,
had several followers,
like you, they were mad,
hope he didnt fail you,
while banishing you from this place,
....then you slowly change,
...along with your followers,
the world is about to change,
hell is born,
dont igknowledge worlds.
May 17, 2014
May 17, 2014 at 7:15 PM UTC
I'm afraid.
Because I know me, not you.
I've seen my choise of men, and I know after today,
the way you kissed me, made me laugh
kissed me, made me laugh,
that I will fall in love with you.
I'm afraid because you're pretty.
And because most men cheat, especially the pretty ones.
I'm afraid I will forget all of this.
The pain, the healing,
and that I will eventually trust you.
Give everything I have, just like I always do.
Loose myself in your approval, love you more than I love myself.
I'm afraid that there,
at my weakest point,
you will be just like them.
Mar 4, 2013
Mar 4, 2013 at 4:32 PM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
She,
She was only one that knew everything,
She was only one that knew everything
That I was,
She,
She could take the pain away,
She could take the pain away
that was inside of me,
She,
She knew my flaws and my weaknesses,
She knew my flaws and my weaknesses,
Without a curse,
I,
I wanna say that I miss her,
I wanna say that I miss her and I miss her dearly,
With a rose and two stones,
From here to Illinois,
Swear I regret the choise,
Of not seeing you when you left,
And it all but me hard,
I miss the sweetness in your voice,
Even sometimes when you were sour,
I'd love the feeling right now to kiss you all over your face,
I can kick out alot of things but its you I can't replace,
I miss you.
Jul 15, 2015
Jul 15, 2015 at 6:34 PM UTC
*I caught myself staring at your picture,
Then l lie to myself that it won't happen again,
For your beauty I wish there was some kind of a switcher,
So I can turn you off every time you turn me on,
Because you're a gorgeous woman and you got me under your spell.
**** it I really do miss your softly voice,
So I am scrolling through my phone's agenda untill I see your name,
Calling you should've been an easy choise,
On a second thoughts, I let my ego to torn us apart,
I am really ashamed of the man I have become.
I am ignoring you but I can't stop thinking about you,
Yeah it's such a cliche but darling it's true,
I sang a duet with Rihanna 'bout "where have you been"
I am still looking for you in every woman I meet,
And yet nobody can replace the adorable you.
I like you like a little boy love his wonderful toys,
When we get together I feel enormous rejoice,
Spending time with you is something I do enjoy,
Now that you're a little older we can get drunk with a bottle of red wine,
We can have lots of fun cause' we will never be this young,
Needles to say,don't tell your mom about this or I'll get my *** kicked.
I felt your absence more than a hundred times,
It is like waking up one day with no teeth in my mouth.,
I wouldn't have to run to the mirror to know they were gone,
We both pretend that we are just fine,
Truth is we haven't been friends for quite some time.
Stef Devid Alexandru ©*
Jan 17, 2017
Jan 17, 2017 at 3:42 PM UTC
For the good and the bad
Never wished on me gore
Can't go far from my bed
You'll not tell me anymore
Like you promised all this
Consulating me with a "no more"
Sed eam fecisti
I'd never regret my choise
Like trust to be thrown away
As you'd not tell me what it is
Remember the first time on May
How can you forget it
When all the fears I threw away
Durāre non poterat
As I notice ya' strange for a bit
My sixth sense never lies
I realise that ya' made it
How direct my being wise
Put all the guilts all over
Feelin' it never seemed so nice
Novum moralis natus est
Forget me to be a lover
And never come back
I'm a heartless, it's over
Dec 4, 2019
Dec 4, 2019 at 6:33 AM UTC